Twenty three years passed,
since it hugged me for the first time!
It was the Henna ceremony of my daughter.
So smooth, silky and cool was its touch
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inseparable love for old old is gold every wise told /// come o dear come look at this hand this palette these colors come o dear come with old to adorn new for the undecaying statue of heart
Let me learn renovation from the old sun, the old moon and the old stars, I promise to renovate you, You'll look distinct like a new man. And the old green shirt fulfilled its promise. My granddaughter is a beautiful and amazing bride. - - - - - - - What a beautiful poem ! What a beautiful imagery! Remain always young with the bliss of love that hugs your heart and soul- - -that rejuvinate you as a fresh flower- Blessings and blessings to your grand daughter.
Old green shirt is still in memory and timely this hugs you and you hug the shirt. Every occasion is celebrated with this shirt. A nice memorable poem is excellently penned.
When all will be in the new dresses you'll see the miracle of human sentiments and your poetry and love of sentimental simplicity is akazjing Akhtar janabh ji I bow to thee my gift is 100000000000000000000000000++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++==
For the first time! ! ! ! Memories. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.